these thoughts are why i have no friends
Tuesday
midnight stars
old man scars
one crow.
birds fly high
my brain is so high
splatter blood spots on the streets
it's 3 am
words are loud.
noise is busy
i can't sleep
watching rain in the dark
listen closely.
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